Hi, I want to say thanks again for all my lovely reviews, and for reading in general!

I hope my way of writing Amaimon is okay... Anyway, I tried to make him seem genuine but I do apologize if he is abnormal.

The / that I put is supposed to be like a timeskip or separator type thing by the way, if that was not clear. I realize they don't show up in the quantities I originally put them and for the life of me I couldn't figure out how to place page break thingies! Oh well, I think I got it now!

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Chapter 3: An Accidental Stabbing

Amaimon POV

He examined her face close up, looking for signs of ill intent or amusement. She had just grabbed him so casually as though he were anyone. Sure she had poured candy into his hand, but still. Her face was well arranged. Soft looking lips, caramel skin, and large purple eyes framed by thick lashes and elegant brows. Conventionally pretty yet she scowled like an angry boar. Amaimon saw no deceit in her eyes. Before he could say anything about her casual behavior towards himself and his brother, or ask why she was even here, she had stormed away.

"Nice to meet you but I have somewhere to be. Don't do anything stupid that I'll have to come fix you cracker." she said, not even turning to glance back.

What could she possibly have fixed? Why was she referring to his Aniue as a savory biscuit? Perhaps this was what these humans called "pet names" names of affection for those they were involved with. Was his brother involved with a student here? Surely not, he valued their pathetic lives so highly he wouldn't dare.

"Aniue, who was she?" Amaimon asked curiously. Behemoth growled at his feet, seeming equally put out by this strange woman. Mephisto grinned, leaning against his desk in the usual manner.

"Ichigo-san is a student here, she is also an exorcist in training. I called her here to deal with Maruto-chan, he took my custom controller. After you got grease all over the other one I couldn't let this one go." he exclaimed.

So she was an exorcist in training like Rin? Not very interesting. Despite this, he couldn't fathom how a mere human girl who wasn't even a qualified exorcist had managed to get his brother's possessed apple tree to give back anything it tried to eat. Amaimon would know, he had procured the tree for Mephisto after all. Was she powerful, some sort of supposed prodigy here in Assiah? Those eyes held secrets that much he knew. Dark, bloody, and frightening secrets…

Amaimon loved all those types of things.

"If you're just going to stand there and stare at nothing you may as well leave. I have no more candies here, you've eaten them all. Apart from what's in your hand anyway." Mephisto said, sipping a cup of tea with an amused look on his face.

Looking down at his still cupped hand he saw that the chocolates were still there. Shoving them into his mouth he felt his eye twitch. They were good, like nothing he had tasted here in Japan before. They had to be foreign, or homemade, or illegal. Aniue had said there was nothing else around here for him to eat, so he would go to the source of this new candy. Turning on his heel he headed for the door, tugging Behemoth along behind him.

"Don't kill her Amaimon." Mephisto said, not looking up from his work.

Amaimon said nothing back, there was no point in killing her, at least not yet. He would take the remainders of her candies, force her to disclose the source, then maybe he'd remove one of her pretty purple eyes for his cousin seeing as only murder was clearly forbidden by his Aniue. The strange boy truly had been annoyed when Amaimon hadn't brought him back a green one from that blonde girl Rin liked so much. Purple was far rarer than green, so surely that would make up for it. Yes, her eyes were rather beautiful.

He had waited a good few hours before she finally emerged from the main school and started walking off to her home, wherever that was. He trailed her, jumping from tree to streetlamp to building effortlessly. She wasn't doing anything notable. He was about to pounce and demand she give him all her candy, lest he carve out her heart, when she pulled out something shiny from her bag and began moving it back and forth against the tips of her fingers.

"What is she doing Behemoth?" he mumbled quietly, in truth he had left his familiar in a tree near his brother's playground of a school, but he knew the hobgoblin could still hear him. Being King of Earth came with such perks.

The hobgoblin didn't reply, he never did, and Amaimon continued to follow his prey. He enjoyed the game of chase, and the promise of a worthy reward was too much for him to turn down. Perhaps this shiny thing was a candy; he would get a closer look and see for himself. With a breath he hopped from the top of one of the derelict buildings and onto another streetlamp. Strawberry girl, or rather Chio as she had said she preferred to be called, slowly approached it. The shiny thing was more or less concealed in her hands, so instinctively Amaimon leaned closer to see it better. He was straining, his hands gripping the metal of the lamp like a vice so he could see what she was holding. Then he slipped.

Chio PoV

The file moved fluidly against her fingernails, filing away the sharpness. They had been learning about the properties of holy water in class and for some reason when Shiemi had unknowingly shoved a sloshy cup of it into her hands, rather than outright burn her fingertips like she had expected, it had only ruined the tips of her fingernails. Perhaps having your demon powers sealed in a weapon had it's benefits.

So here she was now, heading back to the dorms, filing the damage off hastily so that she could get a start on the cupcakes she was planning to bake for Rin and Yukio. The younger twin had kindly offered to take care of food costs for her as he did Rin and himself, seeing as she was putting all her free time into studying for cram and regular classes. Chio figured the very least she could do was help with the cooking and cleaning as well as getting good grades. The cupcakes would be her first step in saying thank you.

She heard a rustling of leaves coming from somewhere behind her and almost turned to look but decided she was just being paranoid. The whole academy was well protected against demons, so if anything was following her it was nothing more than a mere animal. If it was a person, that was just as easy to deal with.

The streets were dimly lit by the setting sun; it wouldn't be long till the lamps came on. She wanted to get home before that. The sound of rubber on metal accosted her ears suddenly, and a muffled gasp came from above. An immense weight was thrown on her from above, and a sharp pain was sent searing across her right shoulder. Taking a moment to get her bearings she realized what, or rather who, was on top of her.

"What the hell are you doing?" she screeched indignantly, rage coursing through her body alongside the pain.

It was Amaimon or whatever; he had fallen from the sky and on top of her. Chio caught sight of the streetlamp directly above them. Oh, so he wasn't falling from the sky he was following her. More rage coursed through her.

"I wanted more candy. Tell me where you keep it." he said, not budging from his position above her. Chio tried to scramble free, only for the intense pain in her shoulder to turn fiery, causing her to cry out.

Craning her neck, she realized why. The long nail file was a few inches deep in her flesh. Following the blade up, she noticed that it had also somehow stuck itself into Amaimon's corresponding shoulder. His burgundy, almost purplish blood was slowly seeping through his clothes and down the file.

"Candy isn't important right now." she choked, bringing his attention to their shared stabbing. He looked at it, and quickly pulled himself off of her and the blade, no traces of pain on his face at all.

"Fuck, who the hell creeps around like this after candy?" she hissed, gingerly touching the still deeply embedded file in her shoulder. Amaimon didn't answer, just watched her as though she were some anomaly for even speaking to him.

Gripping the bloodied file, she grit her teeth and pulled it out quickly. The blood stain on her shoulder widened considerably mixing further into her wound with the darker, thicker blood Amaimon had lost from his own wound. For some strange reason it almost tingled.

"Ugh, your blood is all mixed into my cut. You should probably come with me to the dorms to get patched up." Chio said.

Amaimon's head shot up at this, his once calm blue eyes wide and alarmed. Was he so against travelling with her to get bandaged at some dormitory that it scared him? He pulled at his coat revealing an equally large blood stain in his own strange shade. He gave her a deathly look, before hurriedly getting to his feet and dusting himself off. Chio watched in astonishment as he marched off and made to jump onto another street lamp and undoubtedly disappear.

"Wait, you need to get that looked at. Crap, where are you going? You can't just stalk someone, fall on them and then leave!" Chio said angrily. Of course he didn't listen to her; he just looked at her with those cold blue eyes of his and jumped away. Chio couldn't shake the feeling that behind them there was far more going on than anyone thought.

"Asshole..." she muttered. Turning to grab her things she hurried on to the dorms. The sun was setting and the last thing she needed was to be out in the dark with a bloody shoulder wound. God knows what she'd attract.

Amaimon PoV

Amaimon clenched his jaw as he stormed through the academy's halls, damn it all. He hoped that his suspicions were wrong. He hadn't expected his fall to cause such problems, he didn't even get any candy from the girl. That cursed shiny object had been nothing more than a blunting device for fingernails, and it had stabbed him through the shoulder.

It wasn't like that was even the issue; he'd already healed on his way here. The issue was her being stabbed as well, or rather, her being stabbed and his blood mixing in her wound. In Gehenna, blood mixing was part of a sacred ritual used to bond. Bonding there was the equivalent of marriage without any chance of divorce. If he was correct, due to not having any of her blood mixed into his own wound, the ritual was unfinished. That was if it even counted as viable, he really didn't make it his business to know this crap.

Mephisto would know, he would be able to fix this ridiculous series of events. All this for some candy, it was laughable. It wasn't even that good. Okay, that wasn't necessarily the truth, that candy was excellent. Once Amaimon had ironed out this small wrinkle he would return and demand the information from her, or perhaps just threaten her life until she gave to him, then kill her. Yes, he'd most definitely kill her after she got him stabbed like that.

So he told Mephisto everything, from following her to her home to falling on her, to her rather courageously tearing the blade from her own shoulder. Yes it had been a wonderful sight to behold until her notice of their mixed blood had spoiled his good mood. He had been expecting his brother to scold his careless behavior, to become angry at him for endangering one of his precious human students. Instead he laughed.

"And you fell on her? Just like that? Goodness brother, I never would have thought you'd be the type to fall over yourself because of a woman" he chuckled.

Despite finding great amusement in Amaimon's troubles, he kept his slender fingers laced together on the desk in an almost predatory fashion. That told Amaimon that he did in fact know more than he was letting on.

"It was more because of the candy, but regardless, the issue is not my falling but what happened after. My blood dripped into her wound, if the rules of the bond still apply here in Assiah that would make us…" he trailed off, not really knowing the end of his own sentence.

"It would make you bonded for the rest of your life, if you had both exchanged blood. But seeing as only you offered your blood to mix with hers, it is an incomplete bond" Mephisto drawled, as though it were obvious.

"So what does that mean Aniue? Can't I just kill her and be done with this?" Amaimon pressed, nibbling a fingernail impatiently.

Mephisto merely smirked.

"Really? I would have thought you'd listened more to what we were taught brother. Had you both exchanged blood and completed the ritual your life energies would be forever joined and should one of you die, the other would be unaffected. However only you gave your blood, so only your life energy is tied to her. This creates an imbalance. For all extensive purposes, your life depends on her until you share energies. So no, you cannot kill her without killing yourself." Mephisto explained grandly, looking highly amused.

Amaimon fought off the desire to slash the eyes off of the first human he saw. He could not be bonded to that pathetic woman. He was so much more than her; he was a Demon King, a son of Satan. He wasn't some human woman's play-thing to keep hanging by a thread.

"How do I remove this…problem" he said coldly, avoiding his brother's gaze and choosing to instead stare out the window.

"You have two choices dearest brother, either finish the bond making her your wife. She would spend eternity by your side, living as long as you due to your own immortality. Or, wait until she grows old and dies of natural causes, then the bond will disintegrate and you will be free. A long wait for definite, but perhaps it's better than a lifetime with her hmm?" Mephisto said thoughtfully.

"If I were to wait for Ichigo to die of old age, what would happen if she were killed before that? She wants to be an exorcist after all, surely some demon will eventually kill her." Amaimon pondered.

What would happen if someone else murdered her? Would he still die? Such a weakness couldn't be tolerated.

"I don't think she is as easily destroyed as you believe her to be. But if such a thing were to happen, she would pull you with her to the end" Mephisto said, without a single trace of sympathy.

Amaimon wanted a sucker, or a piece of cake, or someone to skin. He had never felt this trapped before, when someone posed a threat to him he would kill them, simply slaughter them and anyone else who got in his way. He had no desire to bond, especially to a lowly human. Even if it was purely to patch up this issue, demon bonds were serious. For the rest of his eternity he could only be with her and never anyone else. Amaimon might have been ruthless and obsessed with playing as he saw fit, but when he wanted to play in that way with someone that was what he did, nothing more.

Attachment made you weak and just got in the way.

Being the King of Earth and a Prince meant there was always some pathetic demon woman in Gehenna ready and willing to accompany him to bed. It meant nothing to him, it was no more than a cheap thrill. He didn't do "marriage" as it was called here in Assiah; it was filled with restraint and obligation he had no time for. Some clingy human woman hanging off him for the rest of his life was not ideal. He would rather die than be forced to deal with such disgusting circumstance.

Above all else, demons didn't love. Any bonding in Gehenna was for the sake of politics and material gain.

"Well, what will you do? If you choose to wait for her to pass you'll need to be diligent. Should anything happen to slip under your radar, you'll find yourself gone from this world. Think of the enemies you have who would love to use her as a method of erasing you" Mephisto laughed bitterly.

"I have no choice. I'll have to wait until she dies naturally." Amaimon said, picking at his sharp nails some more.

"Then you have a task ahead of you. Humans while very interesting, tend to adore danger. Especially exorcists, no matter where they go the find themselves facing death. With the attention our dear brother is attracting with those flames you can bet she'll be in constant peril." his brother said joyously.

"If I'm going to be forced to guard her to preserve my own life, I might as well use it for my own entertainment" Amaimon replied, pulling on his coat to search out the girl for a second time.

Humans were weak. Amaimon would protect her to protect himself, but only when she was about to breathe her second to last breath. Only when her heart was one beat away from stopping. Only when she was about to stop living would he actually intervene. This was her fault. He had so many better things to do, if he was going to be chained to her he might as well be amused by her struggles. Yes, her many struggles.

"Be careful with your assumptions brother, you might find she surprises you. Things are rarely what they seem after all" Mephisto said with his normal air of mystery.

Amaimon ignored him. As far as he was concerned, she was his new toy, a title earned by people who annoyed him a little too much. Silently he wondered if dying of exhaustion would count as a natural death.

Chio PoV

The boy's dorm had never looked more appealing.

Clutching her now blood-soaked red shoulder, she pushed in through the door, throwing her things down almost immediately. Rin and Yukio had to be home by now. She had intentionally stayed late to take a few books from the library, which she now regretted considering she'd had to carry them here with a bloody shoulder.

Stumbling into the kitchen, she could hear Rin chopping vegetables with Ukobach. Chio hated asking for help, but she was feeling lightheaded now and she had lost a considerable amount of blood. With her demon powers she would be healed up by tomorrow morning, but right now she was feeling like shit. For some reason her healing was weirdly delayed, Chio put it down to exhaustion.

"Rin?"

"In here." his voice called from within the pantry.

She hobbled further in, immediately grabbing some paper towels from the counter and soaking up some of the blood running down her arm. Rin turned to greet her, but stopped in his tracks when he noticed her current state.

"Chio, what happened?" he asked, having her lean against him. Chio would've pushed him off if she had the energy, but at the moment she just wanted to sleep.

"Who did this to you?" he asked, his voice rising.

At this moment Yukio burst in, followed by Kuro who had apparently seen the entire thing and gone to find him despite the language barrier.

"Chio, are you alright? Let's get you cleaned up and treat your wounds. Then we can talk about how this happened." Yukio said quickly.

The two brothers helped her into the main cafeteria and sat her down. Rin left in pursuit of Yukio's first aid kit, while Yukio helped peel off the fabric around her wound. The blood was congealing, so it stung.

"You'll have to take this off Chio-san, I can't wrap your shoulder like this..." Yukio said, giving her an apologetic look.

Chio flushed, but quickly used her free hand to unbutton her shirt. With a little help from Yukio they had it off in no time. She had no reason to feel awkward, not only was Yukio her teacher and a Doctor, but he was also her friend. Chio tried to keep her cool despite being in her bra, but of course Rin walked in and went fire-engine red almost instantly.

"Y-Yukio, what are you doing to Chio?" he stuttered. Chio groaned, then hissed when she felt antiseptic being rubbed over her wound.

"Calm down Nii-san, I'm merely preparing to treat her wounds. It was impossible with her blouse on." Yukio explained, still the epitome of professionalism.

"Okay." Rin whispered, the color in his face fading while he tried to look elsewhere. Chio wasn't stupid, she knew she had some pretty good stuff up top as most girls did, but that didn't mean she was crazy about getting them out.

She tried not to tense up as Yukio applied wrappings and pads; eventually she was done and quickly exited to get a new shirt from her room after thanking them for their help. Of course they expected Chio back to talk about how things had happened though. She almost felt a little guilty, Yukio's work wouldn't be necessary in a few hours.

Grabbing a pajama shirt she headed back to the cafeteria, as she passed her bedroom window she almost swore she saw a flash of green. But it was probably nothing. Rin and Yukio sat waiting at the table, a pot of spaghetti in the centre that Rin had evidently been cooking before her arrival.

"Here eat, you must be exhausted" Rin said, pushing a bowl toward her. Chio graciously accepted it and served herself some food. As always, it was excellent.

"So tell us what happened, knife crime is unusual at the academy, so if someone's running around stabbing people it needs to be dealt with." Yukio said firmly. Chio sweat-dropped. It had been so not like that.

"It wasn't that, I know it sounds crazy but it really was just an accident." she muttered awkwardly. They didn't look convinced at all.

"How so?" Rin asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I was walking home filing my nails, and this guy was um, was following me because he wanted…something. He fell on me and we both got stabbed in the shoulder with the file." she said. Explaining it, she realized how terrible it sounded.

"So he'd of had to have been directly on top of you to have both been stabbed that way" Yukio said, his glasses shining ominously.

"What exactly did he want from you huh?" Rin asked, clenching his fist around his fork. Did they think Amaimon had tried to…?

"It wasn't like that, Amaimon was just being weird and sitting on top of the streetlamp, he fell and landed on me." she insisted. The boy's faces froze, then contorted into expressions of shock.

"Did you say Amaimon?" Rin asked stonily. Chio nodded, confused as to why they were so shocked.

"Nii-san, I think this is a conversation best left for another day..." Yukio said warily. Rin shook his head.

"No, Amaimon is dnagerous. She has to know the truth if he's following her around and stuff!" he exclaimed.

"Tell me then" Chio said sternly.

She was eager to understand how Amaimon had such a reputation.

Hey! I never thought I'd be writing like this honestly... I hope everything was okay.

I'm probably going to aim to update at least once a week, when things pick up at school and work it might thin out though. I won't leave this unfinished though! I seem to like all the pairings and stories that are scarce at the moment, so I feel like that's where I'd go if I write other things in the *far* future :)

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